Chapter 1185 — Calling at the Door to Demand an Explanation
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With Er Goudan at her side, she did feel safer than before — but he was so reckless, always ready to beat someone to death, and that was what worried her and gave her headaches. If only he did not stir up some terrible disaster!
This time Er Goudan had grown smarter. To keep from losing his way, he carried a map of Songshan City in his pocket, and following the marks upon it he ran like the wind to the Xiao family villa. Gazing at the grand and magnificent villa before him, he felt a pang of envy. What a splendid house this was!
Back when he had been staying in the apartment building at Yu Yuanyuan's home, he had already thought it far more comfortable than the single-story houses of his village. Now, looking at this villa, it seemed to him like a palace — how could a house be so grand? No wonder the people who lived in it were so arrogant! But arrogant or not, if your pet bites someone, you still have to take responsibility!
Er Goudan knew nothing of doorbells. In the village, when you wanted to find someone you generally just shouted for them, and when you went to another's house you banged on the door directly. Who had ever heard of a doorbell?
"Anyone there? Is anyone home?" Er Goudan began banging on the iron fence outside the villa.
Of course, though Er Goudan's heart burned with anger at the unreasonable mistress of the house, he still had not made clear what these people meant to do, so he would not go so far as to damage the fence outside the villa.
Er Goudan's voice was like a loudspeaker broadcast, deafening — the people inside the Xiao family villa heard every word, clear as day.
"Is anyone there? Is there anyone in this villa?" Er Goudan once more hammered madly at the villa's fence.
At last the front door of the villa opened, and Xiao Ji stepped out. "Who is it? Shouting and yelling in front of the Xiao family's gate — do you have a death wish?"
"It's me!" Seeing someone come out, Er Goudan pointed at Xiao Ji. "Where is Gou Huli? Tell her to come out and see me!"
"Gou Huli?" Xiao Ji's face darkened at once. He looked Er Goudan up and down, unable to guess where this man had come from. "Who are you? What business do you have with my wife?"
"Oh? Gou Huli is your old woman? Then that's perfect — hurry up and call her out here!" Hearing that Gou Huli was Xiao Ji's wife, Er Goudan knew he had come to the right place. It was this house, all right!
"Who are you calling an old woman?" Gou Huli had come out along with Xiao Ji. She had just been called an old woman by Shen Yushu, and now today Er Goudan had called her the same thing. Her anger flared at once. "I'd say you've come here looking for trouble, kid!"
Gou Huli did not know that in many parts of the countryside, older married couples generally addressed one another that way — the husband an "old man," the wife an "old woman." And Er Goudan, having come out of the countryside, naturally spoke the same way. But to Gou Huli's ears it carried the ring of an insult. What fashionable young wife in the city, a woman like Gou Huli, would ever want to be called an old woman?